by tsukoui » Thu Jan 10, 2013 10:57 pm
God loves all things equally...he can do anything...he favours each with their own indivuality...thus they are all equal in their differences...radical change is possible...anything is possible...the world can end in an instant...I could die tonight...God is illogical...one can wait upon the lord...wait for his favour...he can grant it...if one is worthy...but what does worthy mean?...it is random...like playing the lottery...one can play forever without being granted...what is the point of work...one can work and work and work without achieving what is desired...but the work is an experience...knowing whether God will reward work or not is not possible...God is unfathomable...yet we are God...it does not make sense...it is unfathomable...faith...that is all we have...that if we do something, something else will happen...all laws can be broken...it is just a ride...yet we have free will...free will to believe...we do...but do we do just as we are instructed...we are servants...it is the eternal paradox...experience...we are God experiencing himself through us...anything is possible...undesirable...desirable...what of continuity...are we continuous...bits of us die every day...to be replaced by other bits...it is just a game...life and death...we are reborn...reincarnated...life is continuous but at the same time it is discrete...we have no power...and all power...sometimes it feels as if we are in control...other times that we are at the mercy of the world...we take all as it comes...but if we are instructed to fret we fret...if we are instructed to worry we worry...the ego desires...God's ego...everything is in flux...there is nothing to do...and everything to do...we pray...we intend...but equally it is an illusion...contradictions...contradictions imply everything...this is the world...Tsukoui has a girlfriend...
Continuity...if from a contradiction anything follows why do we have continuity...if we can be reincarnated and forget...death can erase everything...yet we are everything...everything is recorded...there is no time...there is all time...everything that is possible exists at once...how do we then have continuity...or are we just experiencing continuity...can we experience discontinuity...like the schizophrenic...we can experience anything...there is no improvement...there is no degradation...everything is random...but what is random...infinite information...we are infinite...we have will...what is will...the will of God...are we close to God or far from him...that is random...but what is random...infinite will...in the world of everything...we are discrete and yet continuous...Tsukoui was searching...searching...writing...searching...finding words...finding nothing...finding everything...something...a word...he wrote...and continued writing...another Tsukoui wrote a single letter a fraction earlier...another a fraction more so...and so on until another Tsukoui selected a completely different letter...yet the letters are discrete...the keyboards are fractionally more together...everything is continuous...yet also discrete...what was Tsukoui searching for...self expression...he wanted to perform exosomatosis...somewhere a Tsukoui could...somewhere else everyone could...the words echoing in his head...why?...why is a meaningless question...all questions are meaningless...faith...that is all we have...we are servants doing other servants bidding and they in turn do ours...we are one...we are God expressing himself through us...everything is known...everything is possible...everything has happened...everything will happen...we do what pleases us...pleasure...what is that?...masochistic pleasure...sadistic pleasure...the pleasure of creation...the pleasure of destruction...pleasure...it is just a word...words...words without meaning...everything meaningless...Tsukoui wants Stavros Malas to win...he almost wrote wanted...but that would imply defeat before he has won...his will...everything...it is possible...but he is unsure...faith...doubt...the world...everything...desires of the ego...he must tame the ego...it is random...yet there seems to be a pattern...a continuity...there is a pattern in everything...a new kind of science...wolfram...there are localised patterns...they are to be expected...in randomness...all is coincidence...yet again...but what is random...something which can't be compressed...information...yet we cannot be compressed...we have will...God has will...a contradiction...from which everything flows...